I have the most remarkable people in my life. Most of them I’ve never met.
One lived nearby for over 20 years.
I really just met him today.
In my mind we traveled and lived in two different worlds. He had a big beautiful house that was always well maintained. Not by some company he most likely could have hired. He and his wife did it all.
He was friendly enough to wave as he passed by, or shout over to me when we were out shoveling snow, but we never really spoke.
I often times saw his picture in the paper because of different boards he served. In fact, he was on the board of the American Red Cross when my wife worked there.
That’s all I knew of him.
Clean cut, nicely dressed, he looked like a banker. I found out later he was a banker. President or Vice President of one.
See, maybe that’s what gave me the impression that we really had nothing in common.
How many presidents of anything do I know? Pierce, the president of my high school class ...